Ghetto Survival Guide

aaron hernandez

Aaron Hernandez. He’s a great role model. There are a ton of great role models like him too. Prison is full of them. They didn’t take shit and they killed without any regards to the consequences. They didn’t let people disrespect them and those people are dead. I’m being sarcastic. They are great role models but role models of what not to be like. Sometimes you have to see people fail at things to know how to win. The human mind is pretty powerful at foresight and visualization. If you can see yourself following the paths of someone that failed you know how not to be. And that’s a start in a world where success is so shrouded with mystery by those who don’t have it.

You can deduct that not acting like Aaron Hernandez is a great way to stay out of prison. While he managed to get into the NFL he blew it. He lost more and at a very young age than most everyone could ever gain. Why? He took the wrong path. The path of offense. The path of ignorance. He followed every modern gangster’s mantra and he did so very well. He lost everything because of it. He didn’t know how to have humility. Someone spilled a drink on him and it turned into a double homicide. Someone else knew of the double homicide and it turned into triple homicide. That then turned into dying in a prison. And being buried in a prison graveyard. He couldn’t keep his eye on the prize he was too proud and too well into the mantra’s of hood rats.

There are no real role models that come out of the ghetto. It’s a very somber realization. It’s a slow violin playing in the background. It’s sad. No one that grows up or lives in this environment ever becomes someone you want to be. They always have that stigma and that fear and hate and tactical mind. They can never relax and be someone else. They can never be someone that had plenty and lived in beautiful places with well adjusted people and nothing but opportunity. They might currently live in the land of plenty. But there will always be that part of them. It’s like taking a tiger out of the jungle. The jungle will never leave him. A veteran out of war. The war is still there.

You can’t look to anyone who rose above. Not me or anyone. Not any athlete or any CEO or any successful person that came from nothing but pain and hate. You can never look to someone that learned how to feel invincible because they had absolutely nothing to lose. Someone that craved death because it was a release from the shit. You have to look to people who never had to live that life. Because they’re the goal. And not so much for you but your kids. And the future generations of people that walk this earth. No one should have to go through all the things we have. No one deserves it. We all come into this world innocent of everything. Totally ready to be shaped to our world. And no one deserves to be treated so poorly and have so little in a world that offers so little opportunity.

We learned how to be invincible and we learned how to be cold to everything and become capable of any horrors. For some reason once you have that you know you can never let it go. It’s impossible to let go…just in case you ever need it again. It would be nice to live in a world where no one has to have that. But you can’t look to people who have that. You have to look to people who don’t. They might seem weak or ignorant but their quality of life is so much better than ours. Ignorance is bliss.